Beyond Night
This confused him as the images of the Roman Legion did occupy a corner of the valley.
Flesh questions, Drust always said, but the wind through the wood knows.
That summer wind trickled through the woods, telling Gonar many things, that the forest was alive with others. Far beyond it all he smelled the death of many on the wind.
He heard the groan of his master and that troubled him greatly. Drust wasn’t a weak man by any means, so Gonar finished his task and pulled close the string on his trousers. With haste, he moved about the trees.
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